"Sir, name?" the fat man asked.

"Do you have to ask for a name?" Wang Qinian asked rhetorically, the Harpists Alliance is different from the gangsters, among the gangsters, he is not afraid of his name being known, and the fat man in the Harpists Alliance did not sign up, but directly asked for his name.

"Sir, we may also not ask for names, but you will have to pay the whole amount, not a part of the deposit, and, if it works out, you will not be able to get news from the Alliance, you may take this form if you wish. The fat man said.

"I'll take this form, and the person I'm going to kill is Baron Eden. Wang Qinian told Baron Eden about the situation, and the fat man smiled and said: "Sir, as you wish, we will adopt anonymous registration, and the price will be 50% higher, are you sure to use this form?"

"It's in this form. Wang Qinian said, fortunately Baron Eden did not take this form, Wang Qinian's attitude made the fat man misunderstand, killing nobles is a big crime, probably the person in front of him does not want to be tracked down, so he smiled tacitly.

"Sir, please pay five thousand gold coins. The fat man quoted the price, Wang Qinian took out five thousand gold coins from the ring, the fat man registered, and said: "Sir, please wait for good news, you can get the news from the notice outside the door here, if the three assassinations are successful, it says: The goods from Iborg have arrived and are intact." Otherwise, the goods in Iborg were hijacked by robbers in transit. ”

"You don't have no news?"

"Sir, what I just said, it's just that it's impossible to get the news to you. ”

"Understood, I wish the goods arrived soon. Wang Qinian got up and went out of the door, on the outer wall of the door, there were a lot of announcements, goods from everywhere arrived or were robbed, Wang Qinian looked at it for a while, then led by the blood slave, walked out of the alley, just walked to the mouth of the alley, his eyes shrank, and the breath on his body was further restrained, because a person came out of the church, the breath of the whole body was surging, connected into one, in Wang Qinian's eyes, like a torch, it was simply a light person.

Wang Qinian didn't want to meet him at all, he avoided him from a distance, and then looked at the blood slave around him, his face turned white, he just looked at it from a distance, his brows furrowed, he didn't pay attention to Wang Qinian, but he noticed the blood slave: "A person who sells his soul to the devil!"

He muttered, according to his temperament, a holy light had purified him a long time ago, but he came here with a special mission, dealing with such a small role, it was inevitable that he would lose a big one because of a small one, or later, anyway, he couldn't run, so he looked away.

Seeing that he no longer paid attention to himself, the blood slave let out a sigh of relief, but Wang Qinian frowned slightly, because he felt that the other party paid attention to the blood slave, but let him go, at that moment, he obviously felt a killing intent, although he didn't pay attention to himself, but let go of the blood slave, such a person, appeared in Kansas, what happened in Kansas?

With doubts, he returned to Fairmandi. In fact, he didn't need the blood slave to lead the way, he walked through it, and the map had been sketched out in his mind, even if he was in the sewers before, the direction he recorded was not bad at all, back to the ground, he knew where No. 203 Guolu Street was and how far away it was from front of him, but he didn't show it, but followed the blood slave, of course the blood slave didn't know the road of Lu Dao, and walked another way, Wang Qinian walked while carefully observing, what was on the road, whether it was a courtyard or a small building, all of this was unconsciously imprinted into his heart, and the blood slave didn't have the heart to talk to him。

When he saw Fernandi, he thanked him for his help, and when he went out with Tina, he seemed to remember something, and turned around and told Fernandi about meeting that person, and told Fernandi that that person was very strong, and he was a monk who created the bishop, as if something was wrong.

Wang Qinian and Tina left, but Fernandi's face was not good-looking, he asked the blood slave in detail about the specific situation, and the blood slave truthfully explained, the more Fernandi listened, the more frightened he became, and ordered to go down and pay close attention to every move of the church.

Wang Qinian and Tina led the horse, he was going to live here for a while, waiting for the news of the Harpists Alliance, Wang Qinian and Tina talked while walking, Tina's body stiffened, Wang Qinian cared about it: "What's wrong?" He also felt that someone noticed him, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, he understood that Tina had already felt that someone was paying attention to them, she was too sensitive, she was simply a demon.

"Dear master, someone seems to be paying attention to us?" said Tina, uncertain.

"Tina, someone is paying attention to us, I can't imagine that you actually perceive the hostility of others, your talent is simply born for battle. Wang Qinian told her the truth that this talent should also let her know the truth.

"Dear master, who is watching us?"

"Don't look back, you can see the reflection on that glass door, pay attention to the mirror image on the glass door, the man in the corner, yes is him. Wang Qinian stopped in front of the glass door of a store, and two pieces of glass were embedded in the door.

"It's him, what are we going to do?"

"Don't be afraid, it is estimated that it is the people of the Silver Hand, they have already missed once, and there are two more chances, this should be the second time, and it will be fine. Wang Qinian's indifferent tone made Tina relax suddenly.

"Master, will he do it now? ”

"No, there are so many people on the street, in the sun, they won't make a move, they will just choose a place where no one is, a killer. ”

Tina put her mind at ease for the time being, and walked forward with Wang Qinian, pretending not to know anything.

Seeing a hotel, Wang Qinian looked at the surrounding environment and decided to be here, the killer of the Silver Hand of Zhilu Dao was still following behind, and he would follow him, and he would give you a good look after a while, Wang Qinian showed a hint of a sinister smile.

After arranging accommodation, Wang Qinian opened the window and looked at the scenery on the street, the killer was gone, Wang Qinian was not surprised, he lived in this hotel, it seemed that he would live for two or three days, this hotel was in the downtown area, the killer would not come openly, and he would not come to him until he was disappointed, or when there was no one in the middle of the night.

At the end of the day, Tina is tired enough, but swordsmanship must be practiced, fortunately, Tina is also very conscious, repeated training, Wang Qinian found that she has made great progress, there is no defect in her movements, and her strength has begun to reflect, Wang Qinian secretly admired, her qualifications are really nothing to say, it seems that after half a year, she has nothing to teach.

In her room, she secretly lowered a few guards, and then returned to her room next door, still sitting quietly, without thinking, closing her eyes, will the assassin come tonight?

The night passed, no one came, Wang Qinianbai waited all night, and when it was dawn, he stretched his waist.

During the day, he and Tina went to the Harpists' Union, and they didn't go in, but they were looking at the notice on the wall, and there were no new signs on the wall, and they went out of the alley and looked at the church, and there was no one today.

Wang Qinian and Tina walked around the streets for a morning, walking almost all corners of the city, and it was strange that they didn't meet the killer today, which made Wang Qinian miss it a little.

When Wang Qinian returned to the hotel, there was an accident in the hotel, there were already soldiers present, a waiter died, but he didn't find out how he died, and when he was found, he was already dead, and he fell in the stable, as if he was poisoned.

The sheriff brought a few soldiers to the scene, but found no reason, there were several horses in the stable, but the horses were all in good condition, and the saddles were placed on the shelves beside them, and they were neatly arranged.

The scene has been inspected, nothing unusual was found, the sheriff yawned, but a pariahs died, forget it, if it was a nobleman who died, he would go to the church to ask a priest, and use magic to retrace the situation at that time, although magic is not omnipotent, but it can still be done in half a day, forget it now.

Because of the existence of extraordinary power in this world, forensic science has not developed much, because there is no need, if a valuable person dies, magic can help, naturally there is not much chance to develop forensic science and the like, if a pariahs die, then it will die in vain, and at most a few dollars in compensation will be awarded.

When Wang Qinian came, the magistrate was also tired, yawned, and was ready to close the team, his subordinates were ready to cover the corpse with a white cloth, but it was not yet covered, Wang Qinian came back, there were many people watching the excitement at the door, Wang Qinian saw the corpse, his vision was very good, the corpse's face was blue, it was obvious that he was poisoned to death, the clothes on his body were not damaged, nor messy, it seemed that he was unprepared when he was poisoned.

Looking closely, Wang Qinian's eyes shrank suddenly, and there was a very small spot on the middle finger of his right hand, which was pricked by a needle, and the color of his hand was iron blue, and the whole hand was there, but it covered up the very small wound on the tip of his middle finger.

Wang Qinian was thinking about what the murderer would do to a waiter, and the sheriff had ordered the soldiers to cover the body with a white cloth and carry the body away.

Wang Qinian asked the person next to him what happened and when the person died. Someone next to him told Wang Qinian that he was still fine in the morning, and two hours ago, someone found that he had fallen to the ground and died, and hurriedly told the sheriff, who didn't say anything, just asked some people, and then Wang Qinian saw it.

"I'm sorry sir, can you ask, what enemies does he have?" Wang Qinian asked.

"Sir, what kind of enemy can he have, an honest man, besides, it's not like murder for money, he didn't move anything after he died, besides, he wasn't a rich man, I don't know who killed him, or maybe he died of a violent illness. A bystander shook his head and walked away, but when he saw that there was no excitement, he dispersed one by one.

Wang Qinian didn't leave, and the tiny pinhole on his middle finger appeared in front of him, and a picture unconsciously appeared in his mind, he was feeding the horse, and then what did he do, what did his fingers touch?

Wang Qinian observed carefully, and Tina spoke: "Master, did he die of a violent illness?"

"No, he died of poisoning. ”

"What kind of poison is so powerful, he died without shouting, could it be that someone poured it?"

"No one poured it, he was poisoned by the tips of his fingers, how could he deal with him? No, not against him, it was the killer of the Silver Hand, I see!" Wang Qinian said, his eyes fixed on the saddle.